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　　Chapter 237: Feng Xinglang suppressed to the point of freezing

　　Xueluo forgot another rule: After you finish eating, you cannot open your mouth to speak.

　　Otherwise, he would be so sick that he would vomit continuously until he had spat out everything he had just eaten.

　　Xueluo did not dare to cover his mouth, but bit his lips, stood up and ran towards the bathroom.

　　Everyone was surprised to see Xueluo suddenly leave.

　　"Hehe, that White Lotus must be so scared of your brother that it wants to puke!" Lan Youyou heartlessly guessed.

　　However, although the person who said it didn't mean anything, the person who heard it did.

　　Feng Lixin's originally sensitive heart was once again stung. Because at that moment, Lan Youyou's twisted explanation, had undoubtedly become the most suitable reason for Xueluo to suddenly leave.

　　"My wife wouldn't do that. She's the kindest and most modest. " Nanny An could not help but speak out for Xueluo.

　　"That is the instinctive reaction of a person after being provoked and frightened! It has nothing to do with whether you are kind or not! "

　　Lan Youyou scoffed once again. Towards the Nanny An, the servant that dared to talk back to her, she did not have a good impression of him. If it wasn't for the good food, Lan Youyou really wanted to fire her.

　　"Lan Youyou, is my brother's current miserable state not caused by you?"

　　Feng Xinglang roared at the Lan Youyou who had nothing to stop him.

　　"Alright Xinglang, I brought this upon myself. It has nothing to do with anyone else!"

　　Feng Lixin's voice was not only trembling, even his gloved hands were trembling. At this moment, he suddenly felt that if he lived, he would only implicate more people! It was better to die than to let everyone go.

　　"First Young Master... First Young Master... Slowly breathing, slowly … No rush, we'll take our time! "

　　Doctor Jin, who had been silently eating, felt that Feng Lixin was acting strange. He immediately threw down his chopsticks and rushed to the side of the wheelchair and guided Feng Lixin, who was extremely excited, to breathe.

　　It hadn't been easy for him to remove the breathing machine for the better half of a month, so Doctor Jin naturally didn't want to see all the pain that Feng Lixin had endured to go to waste.

　　Feng Xinglang immediately rushed over and carried Feng Lixin's stiff upper body in his arms, then patted his back.

　　"Bro, take your time to breathe, you can do it. I know you hate that d.a.m.n ventilator. "